I look in the mirror each morning,
Trying to like what I see.
But I just can't get used to it,
Not seeing you with me.
I know deep down inside my heart,
That I should hate you for everything that you did.
And I know there are times when I think about,
All the things that we hid.
You will never know how much pain you caused.
Or how much I loved you.
And I now see that everything
My mom said was true.
She said you were no good for me.
She said that you would cheat.
She also said that I'd get hurt,
And that you'd leave me incomplete.
But I was young and foolish then.
And I just couldn't see.
That all you ever did was lie.
And say things that you didn't mean.
